The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

I froze on the spot and my mind went completely blank. I could only feel my heart being squeezed. It took me a while to come back to my senses.

I pried the little girl's hands off, squatted down, and looked at her seriously. "What's your name?" The little girl tilted her head to the side and looked at me in confusion. "You're my dad. How could you not know my name?"

I was choked. "I'm not your father," I said in a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" The little girl's doe-like eyes went as wide as saucers. "Daddy, are you playing games with me?"

I touched my forehead helplessly. "No, I'm not playing games with you."

"All right." The little girl wrapped her chubby fingers around my index finger and said solemnly, "My name is Beryl, but you should call me Baby Beryl."

"Okay, Beryl."

girl puffed out her cheeks

from?" Beryl thought for a while and shook her head, at a loss. "Didn't

birth to babies, not male werewolves. But she was so young that I figured she wouldn't understand. I couldn't help but wonder if the little girl

still remember your family? Who's your Mommy?" I asked

welling up with tears. "I

girl looked as though she would burst into tears if

topic and called the doctor in. "Is she okay? She seems to

confused!" Beryl cried indignantly. She wiped her tears away, planted her hands on her hips, and

was stunned. "Little girl, where'd you learn

know. They're just in my

of relief. To the doctor, I asked, "What's going

must've suffered a concussion thanks to those robbers. Concussions could lead to temporary memory loss. Presumably, before the child fainted, the last person she saw was you, which left a deep impression on her. That's probably why

the person who came to me was actually Beryl's family.

do anything. I had never braided anyone's hair in my life. When I finally managed to open my mouth to refuse, Beryl turned around and